Brazilian Lyricist and Novelist
Brazilian Lyricist and Novelist
You have to take risks, he said. We will only understand the miracle of life fully when we allow the unexpected to happen. Every day, God gives us the sun--and also one moment in which we have the ability to change everything that makes us unhappy. Every day, we try to pretend that we haven't perceived that moment, that it doesn't exist--that today is the same as yesterday and will be the same as tomorrow. But if people really pay attention to their everyday lives, they will discover that magic moment. It may arrive in the instant when we are doing something mundane, like putting our front-door key in the lock; it may lie hidden in the quiet that follows the lunch hour or in the thousand and one things that all seem the same to us. But that moment exists--a moment when all the power of the stars becomes a part of us and enables us to perform miracles.
You say they create their own reality, said Veronika, but what is reality?
Your answer is the logical, coherent answer an absolutely normal person would give: It's a tie! A lunatic, however, would say that what I have around my neck is a ridiculous, useless bit of colored cloth tied in a very complicated way, which makes it harder to get air into your lungs and difficult to turn your neck. I have to be careful when I'm anywhere near a fan, or I could be strangled by this bit of cloth. If a lunatic were to ask me what this tie is for, I would have to say, absolutely nothing. It's not even purely decorative, since nowadays it's become a symbol of slavery, power, aloofness. The only really useful function a tie serves is the sense of relief when you get home and take it off; you feel as if you've freed yourself from something, though quite what you don't know.
Wise is the man who manages to change status when forced to do so.
Work is the manifestation of love that binds people together.
You are someone who is different, but who wants to be the same as everyone else. And that in my view is a serious illness. God chose you to be different. Why are you disappointing God with this kind of attitude?
You could tell your soul mate by the light in their eyes, and since the time began, that has been how people have recognized their true love.
You have two choices: to take possession of your mind or to let your mind conquer you. The latter options are known - they have let the fears, the neuroses, insecurities - because the man is inflicted tendency for self-destruction.
You should never condemn the lives of others, because everyone knows how great the pain and sacrifice him. One has to think that you have found the right path, quite another to think that yours is the only possible way.
Your eyes show the strength of your soul.
With every day that passed, the boy's heart became more and more silent. It no longer wanted to know about things of the past or future; it was content simply to contemplate the desert, and to drink with the boy from the Soul of the World. The boy and his heart had become friends, and neither was capable now of betraying the other. When his heart spoke to him, it was to provide a stimulus to the boy, and to give him strength, because the days of silence there in the desert were wearisome. His heart told the boy what his strongest qualities were: his courage in having given up his sheep and in trying to live out his destiny, and his enthusiasm during the time he had worked at the crystal shop.
Worshiping someone means... placing that person outside of our world. We are not worshiping anyone or anything, we are simply communing with Creation.
You are the only person responsible for your choice.
You do not need to understand. I'm teaching him because I've discovered a few things that I did not previously know. That's the donated gifts. Donated something owned by one person. Donated something more important than it requires. He had my precious treasure: the pen that I used to write down their dreams. I have his treasure: the wagon trains, a part of childhood that he had never lived. would you take with you a part of his past, and he carries with him at a fraction of the current them. That is not cute or what?
You have understood what all great painters understand: in order to forget the rules, you must know them and respect them.
You should not ask, I answered. Love does not ask many questions, because if we start thinking began to be afraid. It's an inexplicable fear, and not worth trying to translate it into words. It may be the fear of scorn, not to be accepted, to break the spell. It seems ridiculous, but true. Wonders why not. Acted as you yourself have said many times, the risks run.
Your hand is small, yet it can completely cover the power, light and majesty of the great sun. In the same way, the small problems manage to give you the excuse you need in order to hinder your progress along your spiritual journey.
With every farewell comes a hidden hope.
Writing is a socially acceptable form of getting naked in public.
You are what you believe yourself to be.
You don't have to climb a mountain to find out whether or not it's high.
You just had given up that there are two things that prevent a person to realize his dream: to think are impossible, or a sudden twist of fate to make them available when least expected. Because at that moment began to fear the path that led him to God knows where, of life, full of unknown challenges and opportunities, which is used to disappear forever
You should paint those visions of paradise rather than just talking about them.
Your personal devil tries three classical approaches: a threat, a promise, and an attack on your weak side.
With everything that is written, remains a merciful God and do not use the brush but certain to be us.